Intro
A C#m D Bm
D C#m
[Verse 1]
A C#m
Ana was driving
D Bm
On a Sunday Afternoon
D C#m
And I called her just past two to say
A C#m D Bm
Ana, I love ya but I can’t come home to you
D C#m A
And I won’t be coming home, tomorrow too”
[Verse 2]
C#m
Oh, Ana
D Bm
There’s nothing you can do
D C#m
To get me in the mood
[Chorus 1]
A D C#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
A D C#m C#
I could hold you for every dance but
D C#m C#
If I don’t ever take this chance then
D Bm
I should never have been your man
[Interlude]
A C#m D Bm
D C#m
[Verse 3]
A
There
C#m
Are cities
D Bm
And countries I should go
D C#m
Things I want to know
A
And I promise
C#m
That I’ll write you
D Bm
In about a month or so
D C#m A
I’ll be a different guy when I come home
C#m
To LA
D Bm
Life herе’s moving slow
D C#m
I’m leaving even though
[Chorus 2]
A D C#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
A D C#m C#
I could hold you for every dance but
D C#m C#
If I don’t ever take this chance then
D Bm
I should never have been your man
A D C#m
It’s been a pleasure to be your man and
A D C#m C#
I could hold you for every dance but
D C#m C#
If I don’t ever take this chance then
D Bm
I should never have been your man